The twilight of early autumn was still a little warm, but Han Baichuan's heart was already cold. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He thought about many possibilities, these two people may be classmates who came to the academy to find relatives, or they may be teenagers who came to Taixue and encountered robbers. But when the cold and sharp dark blue sword blade was pointed at his throat, Han Baichuan also truly realized what the human heart was sinister.

"What are you doing, hurry up and put the sword down!" Jing Xin looked at the sword-wielding girl from behind, her little face was a little pale, and her voice trembled slightly: "We are kind enough to save you, why do you want to hurt people with a sword?"

"Help me!"

The cold and slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, she thought about what happened today, and tried to recall what happened before she was injured. The sword blade in his hand that was on Han Baichuan's throat also involuntarily and slowly moved down.

"You...... , what are you going to do?" Han Baichuan's little face turned slightly pale, feeling that the cold sword blade was gradually moving downward, and instead of relaxing, he became even more nervous, because that sword blade had reached his own dantian bitter sea.

"I'm already thinking about it. The night lowered his eyes coldly and silently, and the memories in his mind were gradually fragmented and recalled.

The powerful dead soldiers from Tanglin Mansion, as well as the combined efforts of the other major forces in Yingdu, made themselves and Xu Qingyun almost alive. But fortunately, except for the dead soldiers of Tanglin Mansion, which are a little tricky, the rest of the major forces are also all cultivating the foundation, and in the ancient bamboo forest at the foot of the cold mountain, they killed the last few soldiers sent by the Yingdu family, and the two finally reached the end of the oil.

If it weren't for the domineering vitality of the Night Cold Wedding Dress Divine Skill, even if Xu Qingyun's dantian Linghai had already exceeded a distance of more than 100 meters, he would still not be able to withstand such a long fighting battle.

"It's always a good thing not to die, though!"

Ye Leng was so idle in his heart, he couldn't help but purse the thin corners of his lips, looking at the two teenagers in front of him, he already vaguely knew what was going on here. But she has never wanted to believe in people's character, so she still didn't put down the cold frost ancient sword in her hand, and said in a somewhat cold and calm voice as usual: "I won't hurt you, I won't hurt him, and I won't hurt anyone in Taixue, you just need to put us here and go!"

"I don't believe it!" Han Baichuan's face was awe-inspiring, he just shook his head and refused: "I don't believe that you have no intention of learning too much for me like this, if you want to kill me, just kill me, I'm not afraid of you!"

Ye Leng Leng was slightly stunned, she looked at the young man in front of her with some surprise, and after a moment of silence, she put away the Frost Cold Ancient Sword in her hand and said to him, "I hope you can believe me!"

The ancient sword had already left, Han Baichuan looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, he shook the corners of his thin lips, and involuntarily touched the long sword hanging on his waist, but the moment he just held it, the girl had already noticed it.

"Are you really serious enough to defeat me now?" Ye Leng looked at the young man in front of him who was not a few years old from himself, it was undeniable that his talent was transcendent, and his realm cultivation had already reached the level of building a foundation at the beginning realm, but he was still a little deficient in front of himself.

Even sitting on the cultivation of the family, he and Xu Qingyun have already killed two people today, not to mention the two teenagers who have not dried up.

However, these two teenagers are also quite smart, they didn't stupidly hold their swords to fight against themselves, and even aimed their swords at Xu Qingyun, who was still unconscious.

The implication is already obvious.

"The fact that I didn't kill you just now already shows that I have no hostility towards you. Ye Leng frowned slightly, she didn't like someone to treat Xu Qingyun like this, and said in a somewhat unhappy voice: "But if this is the hospitality you have learned too much, then I have nothing to say!"

Jing Xin's fingers trembled slightly, but he still pointed at Xu Qingyun with his sword, and said coldly to the night: "I am too learned to treat a guest of etiquette, a bright and upright person, how can there be a sneaky person like you who still wants to hurt my Taixue students?"

"I don't want to waste time, because we have to rush to Sycaway-in before dark. Ye Leng looked up at the fading twilight, frowned slightly, and said with some emotion: "I know you won't believe what I said, but I won't joke with my friend's life, you can go with me." ”

"Sycamore?"

"Mr. Zilu's Sycamore Temple?"

Han Baichuan and Jing Xin glanced at each other, and they could both feel the shock in each other's eyes, but after a little groaning, they felt that what she said made some sense, as long as they went to Mr. Zilu's Wutong Courtyard, not to mention whether what she said was true or false, at least the safety of her and Jing Xin's lives was guaranteed.

He didn't believe that in the entire Yingdu, someone could hurt Mr. Zilu.

"Okay, let's go with you to the Sycamore Courtyard. ”

Now that the decision has been made, a few people are not delaying, but when they were about to leave, Jing Xin looked at Xu Qingyun who was angry, and said with some worry: "Will he die like this!"

Ye Leng Leng knew Xu Qingyun's condition, his vitality was seriously overdrawn, and he was bleeding a little too much, but at least there would be no danger to his life. She pondered for a moment and then slowly stepped forward, looking at Xu Qingyun with a slightly pale face, her deep eyes were full of inexplicable emotions, she leaned over and slowly picked up Xu Qingyun, who was already unconscious, and whispered to Han Baichuan and the two: "Let's go quickly! Although he won't have any major problems, it would be good if he could get treatment earlier." ”

Han Baichuan and Jing Xin glanced at each other, only to feel a little strange in their hearts, from the appearance of the two of them covered in blood in Taixue, it already made people suspicious, but they went to Wutong Courtyard to find Mr. Zilu so calmly and directly.

Obviously, if you know Mr. Zilu, you will naturally have no fear.

"Baichuan, what should we do!" Jing Xin looked at the back of the girl leaving, and asked softly with some caution: "What do you say if the two of them are bad people?"

"Even if you're a bad guy, you don't have to worry. Han Baichuan glared at him, and said with some indifference: "I haven't seen anyone who dares to commit murder in our Taixue, let's follow now, don't let them run away." ”

Walking out of the Xiaoxiang bamboo forest, you have to pass the bluestone path when you came, but it was the time when school was out, and there were still a lot of students, at this time the sun set in the west, and the sky gradually darkened, and there were few students passing by on the road.

It's just that occasionally a few playful girls frolic in the autumn in the bamboo forest, and when they see some weird and absurd pictures in front of them, they can't help but be a little surprised.

A girl in a blood-stained white dress, a petite and fragile figure, carried a young man who was also covered in blood in the vast twilight. The two walked west in silence, and the red blood often dripped on the clean and tidy bluestone pavement, which was particularly dazzling.

This scene will never be forgotten by the students of Taixue.

Until many years later, when Han Baichuan, who had been torn apart and crowned the king, recalled this incident, what he remembered was not Xu Qingyun who was still in a coma, but the girl in the vast twilight, always biting the thin corners of her lips and carrying Xu Qingyun, who was two circles older than herself.

The stubbornness and tenacity on his face did not show the slightest weakness. (To be continued.) )